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The first hot pull of Arjun's mouth through the silk was a shock of relief so profound it felt like a wound opening. Ankita's back arched off the bed, a choked cry escaping her lips as the deep, throbbing pressure in her breast finally found release. Vikram's calloused hand tightened on her wrist, pinning her surrender to the mattress. The world narrowed to the rhythmic, calf-like suckling, the wet, dark patch spreading on red silk, and the shameful, glorious truth: this was what she had built her classroom for.
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